Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burnIt was like, James Dean, for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick as cancerYou were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favourite sweater and I knowThat love is mean, and love hurts
But I still remember that day we met in December, oh baby!I will love you till the end of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mineBaby can you see through the tears?
Love you more than those bitches before
Say you'll remember, oh baby
Say you'll remember, oh baby, oohI will love you till the end of time
Big dreams, gangsta↳︎ Slade Novoa hasn't been the type of person to get close to people. As his father had left him, his mother soon getting sick and dying, and his foster parents had barley acknowledged his existence. He was used to people leaving and being invisible. Until Kevin Keller. ↰︎
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De Todo"All I ever wanted was somebody to hear me And all I ever wanted was somebody to feel me And everybody wanna tell me that I'm out of my head When I'm on the mic that's fine but that don't scare me" My third plot shop Cover by: @Christoph3rH3rrmanz